You!

I look in the mirror, and I don't know who I see
...Its a bony reflection of me
Staring back at who I use to be
Well, I will tell you this, I can never go back to that point of need

I wish I were a phoenix
To rise above and fly away
Although, at times, I feel like a matter of convenience
You do however charm me, despite what happens, each and every day

Despite the wish to wash away with the moon
While perpetually thinking of you
I attempt to wait for dusk in the midst of June
I cautiously look at you, to marinate my thoughts and brew
......................................................................Smiling thinking of just you

Love Me Please

Default....I listen to anxiety-ridden pseudo emo records
Because its' something unabolishingly familiar
 So how will you translate my prior addiction with a guitar chord?
Thus, tell me lately have you  looked in the mirror?

So I watch you as you back away
Leaving the streets with an iota of your taste
You then tell me how yellow I have become in the shade of gray
And thus, in my myopic life, how much did I contribute to waste?

Cure me with a touch
With this misdiagnosis of a disease
You are the one I pine for as such
And so I beg yo to love me please

Associate

So genius, tell me where I associate
Please tell,  am I the geek, the jock, or the freak?
Well, I now feel inured to disassociate
And so I say, the future looks bleak

To you, and to me
Gape at the veins that use to be
And ideally, do we understand what it is to be free?
Or is it the innocuous religion's plea

Take this timeline and redesign
Please get me out of this nostalgic life
I simply just feel so confined
And to this monotonous sutured life; I've become its' wife

Sure Bet

So the conjecture is that I am a sure bet
As you begin to gingerly gesture, the act of the sea gull, is clearly geared towards me
Like the banality of condensation, I so wish you could just forget
So please don't divulge anything to me on your knee

You , do, keep coming back for a reason
And as much as you cure, there's always someone more pertinent
Perhaps so you may let me be defeated
And when did you finally conceptualize the entire nation is rife with narcissism

Thus, feast upon my feelings
Love and hate me simultaneously
As you slowly kill everything
You still tend to joke around spontaneously

Magnet of Instability

Everyone betrays the truth
It lies within malcontent
And determines whether or not you'll become a sleuth
Even if you repent; the demons refuse to relent

So fold the lies inward
I think incorrectly perceived myself
So shall we all just start walking backwards?
Let's now place our feelings on the back shelf

Answer me this...who the hell cares for someone after 10 days?
Only the magnets of instability
And you must be in the haze of today
Lacking all of the essential facility of tranquility

Blurry Mind...Inspired

You are my societal beef and cheese
My world exists where relationships are absurd
You ask me to be here, just to please
And I am so fucking sick of living in your ghost world

You ask me to see a streak of blithe in everything
And yet you persecute me
Is it because of your catatonic way of feeling?
Or is it merely your innate creed; to flee

You perceive I have a blurry mind
And I enjoyed the times we had nothing to say
Unfortunately, as much as we bitch, we are inevitably entwined
As much as I pray to be alone, the thought of you just wont go away

Rat Race

I'm like a rat, just running for its' cheese
I am on the search everyday
Through a maelstrom of a wheel; in which is designed to tease
All the while never questioning the ideal of "the way"

So muneca, doll yourself real pretty
To circumlocutory revolve the world
We silently churn to reach the celestial city
Thus, lets take our tulle skirts and twirl

 Learn early kids
No one can be depended on
As a conglomerate universe places its'  macabre bids
I thus will marinate the idea that we are all forgone

Illness Bailout

There is a ghost, of sorts, that walks behind me
Breathing my air
One that waits on me with beckon knee
Even one that waivers; and can't be denounced by a prayer

It's to those who doubt
What we, intellects, define as an illness
Masses ignorantly blithe in flaut
So cut your own cacophony off by your shrillness

Merely just tell me your thoughts
Will I hide or will I shout?
....Regardless of its cost;
Lets just congeal, and bail out!

Normalcy

Normalcy exists
Within individuals who are receptive to the world
Typical is not for those who tend to dismiss
Or one's with perfect skin...typically left gnarled

We all tend to mask convenient truths
Where the general public believes all is valid honesty
And why can't life be simple like our youth?
Thus, we, essentially, have nothing in commonality

So, to the masses, I pronounce
Oh facade, facade, facade...please, beckon more
Just wait for the bestiality to pounce
And so normalcy...do I represent the United State's "store" or just it's whore?

Death to You Hipster

We were the uncanny humorous droids in high school
Rife with intellectual adventures
Although denoted as odd, we indulged in the laughter of those who drooled
Therefore, causing us to stagnate in a path of misadventures

 We over stepped boundaries, and made a plethora of mistakes
All the while adorned in vintage garb, and glasses too big for my tiny American face
Is this why we ended up as such fickle flakes?
And now, despite our intellect, we aren't able to take this history and erase

Although I fail to denote myself as a bloody hipster
The stereotypical world has already placed that definition on me
So I declare death upon your ideology of a main stream-hipster mister
And commence the definition , lets simply coincide and be free

Fear=Morning Light

Fear is what I feel in the morning light
Its' sharp glare magnifies my blemishes and flaws
And in this gambit of life, why can't someone just shove me stage right...NO limelight
So indulge me, what are the emotional effects of this earthly cause?

Now, I curl up into a ball
Spike my morning OJ, so the light of day will not penetrate so bright
Waiting in anticipation for the daily existence of banal
And to sleep away the pain is the sole reason I pine for the night

I have tried to hide
I tried to live among the falsely happy masses
But I fail to walk life's straight line; I tend to wander to the side
And in summation, I simply want to eradicate this emotional turmoil, alas...PLEASE

Eclipse

I've been wracking my brain
Just to make sure emotionally I am ok
Am I merely a chestnut mare you just can not tame?
Or do you hold onto me just for one of your rainy days?

Children beam when they see something as simple as the moon
While adults yearn for the darkness of the eclipse
Is age our inevitable doom?
All the while we wait for the vacuous abyss

I have done something so wrong
And to you, I have hurt you once again
Now I sit alone; where the days are too long
And none of my actions can be justified; let alone be defended

Thank You

You make me smile when I really do not want to
You welcome me with open arms, despite all of my flaws
You fail to look at me with a glance of eschew
And despite all my inherent malice, you hide your claws

You always believe I am painted as lovely as a picture
Although I know I am patina-ed on the inside
Despite everyone else's observation of me so obscure
You take me as I am, and simply forget to define

I thank you for all you have done
You place meaning back into this life
You observe me and yet fail to shun
And yet again I thank you for viewing me as a person despite all of my strife

Bad Habits

Fuck I have a gnawing precipice of bad habits
It's searing my every daily move
I wish I could take a knife; stab it, and thus eradicate it
But I have become comfortable wallowing in this depressionary love

So I choose to:

• Smoke
• Drink
• Omit imperial information
• Scar, ,mar, and maim

With cognition I make an effort to:

• Escape
• Self medicate
• Avoid
• And hibernate

Thus, encapsulated by my own self worth I:

• Isolate
• Avoid
• Desire perfection
• And unearth solace in others

And so I lay down my habits of malice
You either will run to help or walk away
Have I made you too callous?
So just take who I am and just stay

...Acceptance may be the key.................Or perhaps not?

Pink Sky

There's a pink sky above us
And a fiery pit below
Let me stay on point, so I may not digress
And let me be the person I was years ago

I keep my mouth closed and shut
Cruel feelings wash over you, because I have ditched you once again
I have learned honesty is like a knife that just cuts
 In this gambit of life, there's nothing to gain

Just isolate your sorrowful soul
So, just drown it with alcohol and a smile
I'm now being sucked in by a vacuous hole
Apparently, obsolete, I don't fit into your style

You Were Told

It's just the beatniks' feet
...Living a life so incomplete
Abstaining from things, that I just can not meet
Thus, wayward wander; with your ships and it's fleet

Question me this answer
Tell me where you wander
You think I my omnipotence is devout
So take my head, blunder and shake it until you ponder

I am dully listening to tunes of the past
Your memory is now so old
Regardless of your drug induced fast
My mother negatively engaged, warned, and told

Let it Die

I let the cold rain hit my face
And my sloppy face has no feeling
Piled layer upon layer; now I am just an edifice
So what will my life be with all of these dealings?

The cold tundra encapsulated who I use to be
So beware of the summer sun, because it will all one day disappear
Shame on you, and shame on me
Its everything that one must fear

Outline my eyes in black
So it is to hide
You're not privy to all of the facts
So just smile and let it die